John hadn't said much throughout the ride.
His expression was subdued, his captivating eyes distant and seemingly veiled in mist.
It was quite apparent.
His mood wasn't the best.
What's wrong with this guy again?
Diana was puzzled.
She opened the car door. "John, I'm going now."
"Hmm."
"Am I really leaving?"
John frowned.
He seemed pretty concerned about Tony's matter.
Just met and so eager to leave?
"Four days."
"Huh?"
John caught her off guard.
He leaned back in his seat, with a domineering air. "You said it would be resolved in a week. Now, there are only four days left."
Diana cursed inwardly.
Wasn't it because she was afraid he'd get the wrong idea, so she reluctantly shortened the time to a week?
"Oh, you can relax. I remember," Diana nodded repeatedly.
She remembe
